It's been one heck of a week coming back from the high that is otherwise known as vacation. I thought I'd have a hard time adjusting back, but thankfully the adjustment has not been too bad. (I once fell asleep for 2 hours next to my suitcase trying to unpack after a trip!)
From the flurry of activities throughout the week, scheduling photo shoots, editing photographs, meeting with friends, sifting through laundry that needs to somehow finds it's way back the dressers and closet, and wondering when the grocery shopping is going to get done (we need broccoli, I tell you!) - I think that list alone renders tonight a Friday night home.
a.k.a. "I am well over 25 years old - 9 p.m. is my bedtime, kids."
Pajamas, an old blanket, and the company of the hubby, puppy, and and blissfully falling asleep to a Red Box movie playing on the television - here's to a Friday night party for those of us over 25 years old.
Happy, Happy Friday!